If you had to wait at a bus stop this morning you would have prayed for a quick rescue. Damn cold. Never made it beyond some odd 20 degree figure.
On the bus ride in, I took a quick photo of the stacks at the edge of campus. They always look so dramatic when it’s cold.
A mad series of many hours without pause. In the end, it was my only photo of the day.
Tomorrow Spring Break begins. Two years ago I went to Italy for Spring Break. Last year, I went to Puerto Rico. This year? Deflated budget, inflated agenda: more daughter time! And then an extended few days out east with Ed and his pick-up truck.